Saggy Monkey Boobs
So, my brother is flying down to LA next month for a conference. We'll be hanging out for a couple days. When he called that was the 2nd time this year we have talked on the phone. The strange thing is not only was my brother afraid to fly prior to 9/11 but once that happened he just about refused to do it. 4 years later right at the beginning of 9/11 week, he's flying down. Crazy shit. My sister is even flying to NY from Boston that same week. Holy hell. But I was thinking back...last year I went to Michigan that weekend and 9/11/02 Big Balls Ben flew out into LAX because the tickets were cheap. That's some guts to come out here for just a Sopranos premiere.
So, what have we learned about air travel? I've learned that it doesn't matter how safe an aircraft is I still don't like flying. I'm not scared to, I just don't like sitting there for many hours not being able to get out and stretch my legs or, ya know, let a good fart go without everyone talking about it and once landing they telling their loved ones 'he's the guy who ripped one'. But screw them, everyone does it so while at 35,000 ft traveling at 700 mph, I'll eat some chili and make it sound like the god damn 4th of july.
This upcoming weekend should be easy. Possibly a poker game tonight or tomorrow. Trailer checks and then maybe writing. I was invited to disneyland on sunday as an all day event. As much as I want to spend $100+ to wake up at 6am drive an hour south, then come back at 1am....yeah, NO. I don't get it's obsession. People go ape shit, grown adults, over this stuff. I dunno, give me the cedar point trip this weekend. That's fun. Ya have a hard time talking in line cause the raptor roars over you and snake river falls...no one rides the ride, they stand on the bridge and get wetter than courtney love around a line of crack.
Allright folks, have fun.
Journal Quote:
"Get to the point. Cedar Point"
"Who put the quarter in?" - the classic CP quote from bigs.
So, what have we learned about air travel? I've learned that it doesn't matter how safe an aircraft is I still don't like flying. I'm not scared to, I just don't like sitting there for many hours not being able to get out and stretch my legs or, ya know, let a good fart go without everyone talking about it and once landing they telling their loved ones 'he's the guy who ripped one'. But screw them, everyone does it so while at 35,000 ft traveling at 700 mph, I'll eat some chili and make it sound like the god damn 4th of july.
This upcoming weekend should be easy. Possibly a poker game tonight or tomorrow. Trailer checks and then maybe writing. I was invited to disneyland on sunday as an all day event. As much as I want to spend $100+ to wake up at 6am drive an hour south, then come back at 1am....yeah, NO. I don't get it's obsession. People go ape shit, grown adults, over this stuff. I dunno, give me the cedar point trip this weekend. That's fun. Ya have a hard time talking in line cause the raptor roars over you and snake river falls...no one rides the ride, they stand on the bridge and get wetter than courtney love around a line of crack.
Allright folks, have fun.
Journal Quote:
"Get to the point. Cedar Point"
"Who put the quarter in?" - the classic CP quote from bigs.